A few weeks ago we had the baseball coach and his wife and girls over for dinner after their game (they lost, don't ask). We were rehashing the game, well the boys were going through inning after inning analyzing each play while I drank wine and in my haze, I looked over and saw sweet Carson "reading" to Paul. Since then, he has been obsessed with flipping through pages of books and reading to himself. Sometimes he tells us what is on each page and other times he just starts talking and talking as he turns the pages. Even cuter, he will set his monkey on the floor and read a book to him. Did we breed a little teacher? Oh Lord!